All Chapters of Teach Me How to Love You: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I watched Alan's figure disappear up the stairs and had no idea where to put the anger building in my chest.First, I called Cash. He picked up cheerful. "I take it you got the package.""Yeah, which is why I'm calling. Was it necessary? And eight PM? I thought this was going to be the usual lunch thing.""My bad. Should've clarified.""This is still a friendly date, right?""Sure," he said."Do you like the gown though? I wanted to handle that part so you didn't have to stress over what to wear.""It's beautiful. I'll see you at eight."I hung up. As much as I wanted somewhere to dump the anger, Cash was not the right target. He had not done anything wrong. I agreed to the date. The dress was just him being generous.The real source of it was Alan. Him not fighting it, completely fine with me going out on something that looked, from every angle, like a romantic date, without questioning it.Two steps forward, four steps back. This dance between us was exhausting, and I was tired of n

"What?" I started shaking my head. "No.""Just listen to me," CiCi interrupted. "There's a reason."Not that any reason would be reasonable enough to agree, but I nodded for her to keep going."Alan's grandfather willed him an estate," she explained. "But there's a condition attached. Unless he has a child before his thirty-fourth birthday, everything goes to his cousin instead.""Do you mind if I ask why his grandfather added that?"She answered with a question. "How much do you know about Amy?""That she was Alan's first love.""With time you'll hear the whole story. Then you'll understand why his grandfather added that clause."She continued, telling me Alan would turn thirty-four in two years, and if there was no child of his by then, the estate would pass out of his hands."Normally I would not push this hard," she admitted, "because it would still remain in the family. But my husband's brother and his wife struggled with fertility for years. They adopted a son, loved him like th

Just before we left, Olivia managed to corner us, asking Alan if they could exchange numbers, grab lunch sometime, catch up for old time's sake.Alan declined both requests politely, told her he was always too busy, then added that he did not think his wife would be okay with the request either.Olivia gave me a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "You don't mind, do you?"I had a much more fitting response right on my tongue for that level of audacity. Instead, I flashed her my own fake smile back."I believe my husband already said no. We should probably respect that."We said our goodbyes and left. In the car, holding the vase in my lap, I found myself conflicted. My first thought had been to give it to Alan, to pair it with the flower I gave him in his room.But given how much he had just spent purely because I said I wanted it, I could not decide anymore if giving it away was even the right move, or if I should just keep it for myself.Keeping the vase would probably make me smile

Alan shook his head. "No, Nora. You cannot love me. You are not allowed to."He dragged a hand down his face, exhaling hard. "I made the terms clear from the start. The contract—""I remember what the contract stated." I got to my feet, cutting him off, walking closer until there was barely any space left between us. "I thought we had moved past the contract."Since the truth was already out, I let the rest of it follow."With everything happening between us, do you honestly still think we are following the rules? I could not help falling for you. God knows I tried not to. But you did not exactly make it easy either."I grabbed his arms. "I am done lying to myself. I do not see this marriage as a contract anymore, and I want to keep being your wife."He yanked his arm free. "You do not understand. I cannot be your husband in that way.""I will speak to my lawyer." His voice came out flat, distant. "I am sorry, but we have to annul the marriage."He turned to leave but I held his hand.

Him mentioning Amy had me completely locked in. I had waited so long for the full story that I could not let it slip past me now."Give me a minute," I told him. "I need to let Cash know I'm leaving."He nodded. "I'll be outside."I found Cash in the crowd and leaned close to his ear so he could hear me over the music. "Alan is here. I'm leaving with him to talk."He looked around, scanning the room. "He's here? Where?""Outside.""You want me to come with you?""It's fine." I shook my head. "Stay and enjoy your night."Alan was waiting by a black car when I stepped out. He opened the door for me, and the driver pulled off once we were both inside."Where are we going?""My hotel."I nodded, and the car went quiet. After a while, I asked how he even knew I was in Sweden."Noah.""And the exact city? My location?""You showed up in one of Cash's game posts. Tonight, too, on his socials."We arrived at his hotel, and he led me up to his room. It was nothing like the hotel Cash had booke